Simple Things
Have a cup of tea with me
On a Sunday afternoon
We'll talk about all kinds of things
'Til sunlight's final swoon
Then a simple, quiet dinner
While waiting for the moon
And once its intro counts us in
Sir Klimt will start his tune
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